A Rainbow ! – Weekly Photo Challenge ( Part 2)


When I read this week’s photo challenge theme , I realized that I did not really remember seeing a real rainbow in my entire life . And so  I consider it no less than a coincidence that only yesterday, this changed. On my way from Ootacamund ( popularly known as ooty – a famous tourist spot and hill station situated in the Nilgiris , the blue mountains of  South India) , where we celebrated the greater part of our weekend – shopping and eating, I got to see the first ever rainbow of my life !

It was about four thirty in the evening when we started our drive back  through the hilly terrain and beautiful tea estates, to get back to our home in Wellington.Unfortunately the weather had become rather unruly with trees uprooting due to the strong winds and  falling on the roads, blocking them.  We met a similar fate and had to revert back to take another route.

It was then that we spotted it, bright and colorful , the vibrant arch adorning the partially cloudy, partially sunny sky . My daughter jumped with delight at the very sight of it . Although it was raining outside, we decided to stop the car, while I got out with my camera trying to capture this stunning miracle of nature. But since I was afraid the lens would be damaged due to the rain , I had to take some quick, and rather hasty pictures of this natural wonder.

I related to my husband the coincidence of it as the weekly photo challenge this week also has the theme of  ROY G.BIV , the  rainbow colors ! So here are some shots for you to enjoy. The vibgyor running through the vast blue sky overlooking the tea plantations .





Old & Broken : Weekly Photo Challenge – Broken

Weekly Photo Challenge- Broken


My walls have given away

My roof no longer stands

But don’t leave me here and stray

 to other distant  lands

I did once protect you

from the burning sun and rain

I took the biting cold too

to shield you from all pain

I am old and broken now

but only in my frame

If you look inside, you will see how

My love still stays the same

( P.S: Old age is inevitable . But today we live in a world where anything old is better done away with. Even old parents – Parents who have lived their entire lives shielding you from all troubles so that you are able to lead cushy,comfortable lives. But when they grow old and  are unable to continue with their service, they are considered no different from an old house or piece of furniture and got rid off by dumping them in the streets …..)

PHOTOGRAPHY 101 -mystery

photography 101

To me the following picture , shot outside the room of a resort , in Kerala , during monsoons , has a certain sense of mystery. The two empty chairs , the rain…everything got me curious about the inhabitants of the room. But of course , I was never to find that out… !






The Japanese tanka is a thirty-one-syllable poem, traditionally written in a single unbroken line. A form of waka, Japanese song or verse, tanka translates as “short song,” and is better known in its five-line, 5/7/5/7/7 syllable count form. If haiku is the sashimi of poetry, tanka is its heartier hand roll cousin.

 So though I have not ever tried my hand at Haiku or tanka…I have decided to give it a shot…I have created 3 ‘me’ versions of tanka . Although I have tried to stick to the specifics of 31 syllables and the 5-7-5-7-7 sequence , I request the experts in the field to forgive me for any shortcomings …SO HERE GOES..:



I love when it rains

the pitter patter of drops

falling on rooftops,

the intoxicating scent

of the beautiful , wet earth



Beautiful nature ,

oh ! how colourful you are ;

the vibrant flowers ,

the butterflies that hover ,

and the ’emerald’ green grass 


THIRD ONE ( A description of my daughter )

My small girl is three 

Her name is Eshanika

To dance and sing are

her most favourite hobbies ,

while ,she is away from school